When you look on your life,
You think you've lost the opportunity,
To retire without strife,
The hopes and dreams you thought would be enough,
Did not transpire at all,
Despite all the visualization,
The universe chose to ignore tour call,
While you have to watch the fortunate ones.
Suck on their silver spoons,
Or the entrapeneurs rolling in cash,
While you wallow in ruins.
Why's that, you think?
Some soar while most just sink,
Could it be the universe doesn't care,
For what your mind desires, you little dink?
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